What a ridiculous joke they were. Although the territory’s security was tight, it was still dangerous at night with crafty rogues occasionally sneaking in to harass people. Axel never cared about that when I usually went home this late. A bloody rogue almost defiled me once. I could have spared myself a lot of heartache if I wasn’t quick and failed to save my ass from that mutt.
Being around these dorks was exhausting. I just want to shut my eyes and forget about them. I pushed past the two and entered my room, locking the door behind me.
Axel called me out, banging a few times, but I ignored him. He only left when Jena cried about how awful I was to him, so he took her back to his room.
I threw my bag in frustration. This house only had two rooms. Despite being mates, he and I slept separately. Things were a little at the beginning though.
That night, I crashed into bed and had another insane dream.
When morning came, I found Axel sitting on the sofa with dark circles under his eyes. With a pillow and unfolded blankets to his side, I figured he slept there all night.
What were they putting an act for? They should’ve just slept peacefully like the unbothered jerks they were.